It's not appropriate, it's good
It's not appropriate, it's good
Have you met perfection?
I need a taste to be convinced
Look at that, how nice it slides
No fear of the monster
Don't you just love mornings?
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
I have my methods, daddy
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
You came in red, you'll leave all red
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Claim your big prize
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
Soft all over
A match made in throat fuck heaven